Aztec Eternals Chapter 491

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"Water Valley City! Broken!!"

Bright red covered the city head, blood flowed and dispersed, and the smell of death was everywhere. Boiling shouts are ringing under the southern city wall, accompanied by the cheers and howls of the warriors. Soon, a large group of bronze-armored archers poured into the city, followed by thousands of canine warriors, taking the entire city wall in their hands.

"Kill! Kill these warriors! No one of the Tlaxcala nobles will be spared!"

"Testimony of the God of Hunting! I will die here in battle!"

Within the southern city, the fierce fighting continued. The heavy armored warriors are like unstoppable sharp arrows, constantly breaking into the city! The scattered Tlaxcala warriors formed a small formation of dozens of people and were still stubbornly resisting. Most of them have the blood of nobles, inherit the honor and hatred of the family, and are reluctant to surrender to the Mexicas easily.

In fact, due to the deep blood feud between the two sides, even if the samurai surrendered, it would be difficult for them to save their lives, and I am afraid they would end up being sacrificed.

"War... The God of War is supreme! The warriors of the God of War, we surrender!"

The Mexican legions kept pouring in, the Tlaxcala warriors were still fighting, and the city's militias began to surrender. Thousands of militiamen dropped their weapons and fell to their knees helplessly. They are either praying, or wailing, or crying, or numb, waiting for the judgment of fate together.

After the siege of the city in January, fireballs, poisonous smoke, thunder, and arrows came one after another. Coupled with the intimidation of demonic forces, the morale of the militiamen in the city had dropped to a minimum. At this time, the southern city was broken, and the water valley city was about to fall. Most of the militiamen in the city lost their will to resist, but they bowed their heads and waited to die.

"Drive the surrendered militia to the corner of the city! Don't block the legion's route!"

The captain of the heavy armored samurai who led the team gave the order sharply, and then without stopping, he continued to kill into the city. The kingdom was promoted by military merit, and he has reached the peak of the military aristocracy. And if you want to go further, you must hunt down enemy generals and nobles!

"Haha! I, the black wolf Toltek, finally captured the Water Valley City!"

The billowing smoke rose from the water valley city again. The sound of fighting in the wind was mixed with cheers of victory. Seeing the scene in front of him, the black wolf laughed out loud, complacent. Then, with a big wave of his hand, he ordered the guards.

"Go! Tell this good news to your Highness at the rear!"

"Follow your orders, boss! ... Now, you are Nan Zheng's first meritorious deed!"

"Haha! Go, don't talk nonsense!"

The black wolf cursed, but his voice was full of laughter. After that, he looked solemn, his face filled with killing intent, and looked at the red-haired hunter beside him.

"The chance to receive the reward is here! Red-haired hunters, come with me!"

Hearing this, the surrounding red-haired hunters all looked happy, holding the big bows in their hands.

"Boss, where are we going? Are we going to wash the city! I heard that the nobles of Tlaxcala are rich and rich, and their homes are full of valuable jade..."

"roll!"

The black wolf cursed angrily, then took the long bow and strode down from the hill. He shouted sharply as he started running.

"Blessed by the Lord God! Let's hurry into the city and hunt for a few heads of the gods before His Highness's messenger arrives!"

"...Patriarch, the Mexicans have broken through Nancheng! Water Valley City, I can't hold it anymore!"

Holding the battle stick, Neka knelt down in front of the black snake Telcott, screaming loudly.

"I'm protecting you, hurry out of the city and flee to the north!"

"Go away! The tombs of the ancestors are here, and the descendants of the family are here too!"

The black snake Telcot's eyes were splitting and roaring in anger.

"The **** of hunting witnesses! This is my land! This is my city! How can I escape?!"

"Patriarch, let's go! The land is gone, you can take it back, the gods are gone, you can regenerate!"

Neka's face was full of dust and a mess. He turned his head to look at the southern city where the Mexicans poured in, his face full of anxiety.

"If you don't go, you really can't go!"

Black Snake Telcott was stunned for a moment. He looked at the already lost Nancheng, at the warriors who were still fighting, and at the militiamen who kept surrendering, and finally let out a howl like a wounded beast.

"Ah!! I'm not reconciled!..."

"Go! Take the head of the family and leave now!"

Seeing the performance of the head of the family, Neka, the black snake warrior chief, immediately understood. He hurriedly winked at the surrounding family guards, and surrounded the head of the family and ran to Beicheng. As he ran, he tore off his brightly colored battle clothes. Then, several personal guards were also in a hurry, throwing away the conspicuous feather crest of the patriarch, and tearing off the gorgeous battle clothes.

Everyone moved extremely fast, and they were familiar with the road, and the defenders along the way were unobstructed. After a while, the sound of fighting in Nancheng temporarily stayed away. In front of everyone's eyes, only the black smoke that keeps rising, and a large group of militiamen fleeing in confusion.

The black snake Telcott lowered his head and let the family warriors change his clothes. After a while, the noble Water Valley City Lord turned into an ordinary Tlaxcala warrior. It was only then that the black snake raised his head, his eyes were blank, and he saw the apocalyptic panic when the city fell.

"My land, my family, my city...and my glory..."

"Patriarch! The remaining warriors in the southern city will not last long. We have two hundred warriors, and we must leave the city through the north gate as soon as possible!"

"But...how to get there? The Mexican dog-born team has penetrated deep into the north of Water Valley City, harassing and looting everywhere. If they are entangled, they will be caught up by the pursuers behind..."

"Patriarch, let's take a boat! On the Tarsus River outside the city, there are navy officers from the city-state to help us. As long as we go north along the big river, we can escape the pursuit!"

"Ah? Take a boat!"

Hearing this, the black snake was shocked. This is indeed an escape route. After getting away from the danger, he gradually recovered from the shock of the city breaking, and his thoughts began to run.

"Nieka... Then, what about the water snake patriarch of Xicheng?"

"I don't care about him! Patriarch, the water valley city is broken, there must be sacrifices of the gods to quell the anger of the hunting god..."

Speaking of this, Neka narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction of Xicheng, and lowered his voice.

"Having the gods and warriors of the water serpent family, attracting the attention of the Mexicans, you are safer..."

The black snake froze in place, lost for a few breaths. Afterwards, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and in front of many family warriors, he sighed up to the sky.

"God of hunting! I am sorry for the heroic ancestors, I am sorry for the warriors who fought hard, and I am even more sorry for the respected water snake Arcotel!"

Seeing the true feelings of the head of the family, the hundreds of warriors of the surrounding families were all moved, and their eyes were moist. Neka was also moved by the owner, squeezed out two tears from the corner of his eyes, and persuaded loudly.

"Patriarch! This is the test of the God of Hunting and the arrangement of the Mother of Fate! You are the last hope of the Black Snake God, and you must preserve your usefulness! All our family warriors will die for you!"

"Okay! As long as you are here, there is still hope for the family!"

Black Snake clenched his fists and nodded heavily. He looked around at all the warriors he followed, and promised succinctly.

"The gods of the black snake will not go extinct... From today onwards, you are all my clan!"

Hearing such a promise, the samurai's low morale was instantly lifted. The tribe of the black snake represents the identity of the gods, that is, the threshold of the ruling class in the Tlaxcala alliance.

Well, unlike the Mexica League, which was promoted by captives, the Tlaxcalans pay more attention to blood and the origin of warriors. Ordinary civilians are regarded as moths, and ordinary warriors are just lizards. Only the gods who flow with noble blood are the noble and sacred "snakes"!

After the black snake wept and promised, it kept walking and continued to run away with the samurai. He turned in like the wind all the way, until he escaped from the north gate, without sending an envoy to warn the water snake.

"You are here, gather the warriors from the lower north gate! If you see the Mexicans chasing after you, don't stop, and lead them to flee north! We will be on the river bank in the north, leaving the people who will meet you!"

Neka left a few warriors behind, and after giving a few orders, he hurried to chase the black snake master who was running away. With the fall of Water Valley City, the Black Snake family has become a tree without roots. It would be good to gather more warriors at this time.

The sound of the water was roaring, and the shouting and killing gradually became smaller. The Tulsace River flows quietly south, through the burning Waterdale, and further south. The mountains are crisscrossed there, and it is the land of the Mistec. And after passing the cascading mountains, the river turns westward, and it will go thousands of miles away, flowing through the rising kingdom, galloping straight into the sea!

"broken!"

Black Snake stood by the Tulsa River and found the big canoe of the city-state navy. He was about to board the boat when he suddenly stopped and looked south angrily.

"Patriarch, what's wrong?"

Neka, panting, chased after him. He asked carefully, and also looked towards the water valley city in the south.

"I escaped too quickly just now, leaving no one behind and burning the food in the warehouse! Now if we send a dead man, sneak back to the warehouse in the city, and set a fire... I wonder if it will be too late?"

Neka pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice.

"Patriarch, I heard that His Royal Highness Mexica... may be someone who can communicate."

"Ok?"

The black snake frowned, thought about it, and understood what Neka meant. He sighed and shook his head.

"This is the end of the matter. I think it's just the flowers at the end of the autumn, and they can't leave traces... Anyway, leaving these grains may be the seeds of flowers..."

The two looked sad and stopped talking. The black snake boarded the big boat, looked at the big city in the south, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it. After such a blow, he became tough like a hardened old vine.

"Neka, let's go!"

"Patriarch, shall we go to the holy city of Cholula?"

"The holy city of Cholula?"

"Yes. That is the nearest big city, only fifty miles away! In the holy city, you can mobilize thousands of temple warriors and tens of thousands of pious militia!"

The family warriors rowed the big boat and headed north against the current, daring not to stop at all. The black snake was lost in thought and did not speak for a long time. After a while, he shook his head firmly.

"No, we won't go to the holy city of Cholula! At this time, the priests and elders of the holy city will be unreliable. They still have a way out... The Mexican army will press the border, and the holy city's position will definitely be shaken... Go there, but there is a dead end!"

"Ah? The Holy City sent warriors and priests to join us in the fight against the Mexicas. They also sent messengers to the states asking for troops... After doing so much, do they still have a way out?"

Neka was puzzled. As he rowed hard, he looked at the owner of the house who had regained his composure.

"Humph! They will foolishly think that they still have a way out! These arrogant holy city priests and elders, who have been worshipped by the moth people for a long time, always think that they are not extraordinary, and even better than the gods! So~www .mtlnovel.com~ They will also believe that the Mexica who believe in the Nahua gods, in any case, dare not attack the lofty holy city."

"Ah... arrogant priests and elders!..."

Neka nodded, thought for a while, and asked.

"So, where are we going?"

"Where?"

The black snake looked at the sunset in the sky and sighed deeply.

"Let's go directly to the ancestral land of the Tlaxcala people, the mountain city that never falls, the first of the most dangerous four cities, the capital of cloud snakes, the city of Tepetik Patraxcala!"

"What? Going to the City of Cloud Snakes? The head of the family, the descendant of the City of Cloud Snakes, is not easy to get along with..."

"Go to the City of Cloud Snakes!"

The black snake looked solemn and made a decision in a deep voice. Afterwards, he looked at the westward sun and the gradually extending night, and said faintly. His voice was like the cold wind in the middle of the night, making people tremble, and it was like the low cry of a raven, with an ominous omen.

"...As for other places, I'm afraid I can't keep it~"

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